As soon as he walked out of the room, Bo Liangyin returned to the office and sent an email to everyone.

Two days later, except for Jiang Tuoye, all the senior executives of the tattoo rushed back.

At this time, everyone gathered in the presidential suite on the top floor of the Longquan Hotel owned by Tattoo in this city.

"Boss, why are you so anxious?" Long Qianying was no longer as cheerful as before. The boss summoned them back before the time was up. Something big must have happened.

Bo Liangyin took a look and saw that everything that was supposed to come had come, then he stood up and walked to the front seat to sit down.

"I asked you to cast a net around the world and find me a person, nicknamed Duke, who has a scorpion tattoo on his right arm and a mole on his palm."

"After I found it." Juniper's tone was as strong as ever, but it made Zuo Qian feel very pleasant.

"Remove your hands and feet, dig out your eyes, and bring them to me." As soon as Bo Liangyin opened his mouth, the smell of blood was strong.

Duan Yiheng frowned. The boss rarely looked like this out of control. His voice was cold at most in front of them. This was the first time that he was filled with bloodlust like this.

"What happened?" he asked.

"According to insiders, the old man was killed by this person. He used a drug that can cause hallucinations to control the old man and made him commit suicide." Zuo Qing clenched his fists and spoke angrily.

"What?" Bai Haoran jumped up, "Drug? To cause hallucinations? Who did it? Damn it, I'll kill him."

Everyone here has their own sad past, and everyone has received favors from Bo Liangyin or Bo Weinian. Therefore, they are not a family, but their hearts are tightly connected.

Originally, they all had doubts about the old man's death, but due to the unequivocal suicide plan above, even if they had ideas, they had no evidence. Now there was a breakthrough, and everyone was filled with indignation and eager to try.

Murong Qiu thought more deeply, "Is the news reliable?"

"Well, no matter how much time it takes, no matter how much energy and money is expended, you have to find out the mastermind behind this."

"The man behind the scenes?" Bai Haoran scratched his head.

"Do you think the person who did bad things will go there in person? So that people can see his face and report the case later?" Si Chen rolled his eyes at Bai Haoran.

Usually when Si Chen is so provocative, Bai Haoran went to fight him for 300 rounds in the morning, but today he was very calm.

"It makes sense, it makes sense. As long as we find out that scorpion man, the mastermind behind it will come to light." He suddenly said, "Yoshi, don't worry, boss, this matter is left to us."

Bo Liangyin raised her head and stared at the ceiling in a daze. She would never forget how empty her heart felt when she and Bai Bai returned from the academy and saw the police all over the courtyard and her father's body wrapped in white cloth.

Son, all thoughts and beliefs suddenly disappeared.

"If you're not busy, just stay for a few days. If you're busy, go back." After that, he got up and left.

Zuo Qing glanced at Jun Song sadly, and quickly followed Bo Liangyin and disappeared into the room.

The few people working on it were a little slow to respond. How many days will we stay? How many days will we stay? Did the boss really say just now how many days will we stay?

They all know that staying for a few days is not a hotel, but the Bo family's house.

"Xiaoying, did the boss just say how many days to stay?" Bai Haoran couldn't help pinching his thigh. It didn't hurt. It was probably an auditory hallucination.

"Ouch -" Si Chen beside him jumped up from his chair, holding his thigh and shaking violently, "Damn it, where are you holding your hand?"

Bai Haoran burst out laughing, slapping the table with joy, "It seems to be true."

"Okay, Haoran, don't get too happy too early. This only shows that the boss's endurance has reached the extreme, otherwise it wouldn't be so abnormal. Let's think about how to find that man." The one who spoke was the always mature Murong.

Autumn.

"I agree. Since I have been with the boss, this is the third time she has taken the initiative to give us a holiday." Although it is usually a holiday in her own field, it is different after all.

Long Qianying ignored the group of grown men, got up and walked out.

"Xiaoying, where are you going?" Duan Yiheng called her.

"Go back and clean up the room. I haven't lived in it for two years."

"Oh, sister Ying, help me clean up. I'm in the second room across from you." Bai Haoran stretched his neck and warned.

"Okay, stop shouting, let's go, buy some things, and cook with me at night." Jun Song stood up, grabbed Bai Haoran's arm, and dragged him out.

"Hey, Brother Du, be gentle, be gentle, be gentle."

After the living treasure left, Si Chen stretched, stood up and looked at the person next to him, "By the way, that bed is the best one I bought. I need to have a good rest tonight.

That mission almost killed me."

Murong Qiu smiled faintly, "Let's go, I'm going back to work. I intercepted five trucks of arms some time ago, and I haven't compiled the information yet."

"Wow, five cars, what's there?" Si Chen's eyes widened in surprise.

…

The Bo family is very lively tonight. Not to mention the group of handsome men and beauties, even the noise can make people who don't know why stop.

In the kitchen, there is the sound of shovels stirring in the pot, dishes, chopsticks, and singing in the water.

In the living room, the sound of keyboard typing and mahjong collision was very lively.

"Wow, Mr. Du, you are so awesome, you smell so good." A burst of exclamation spread from the kitchen to the living room, making everyone couldn't help but stare.

"Jin Song has entered the wrong industry. He should develop into the chef world. That kind of cooking skills would be coveted by that woman." Si Chen didn't know whether it was envy or jealousy.

After Zuo Xiao recovered, he was mostly healed. Except for the plaster on his feet, there were no traces on his face.

"I think so too, but how long has it been since you tasted that guy's cooking?" He chuckled and shook his head, "Twenty thousand."

"Sanjo, I think we tattoo guys are all very strange. Wait, Ah Heng, let me tell you, look at everyone nowadays, but none of them has a family. It's really strange." Murong Qiu wanted to find out.

A beloved girl, but it’s so easy there.

"Don't tell me, it's true. It's unreasonable for you to say that everyone is so handsome, why doesn't a girl come to your door?" Bai Haoran looked at the cards on the table with big eyes, weighing in his hand what to play next.

"One tube." Frustrated, what is supposed to come will not come.

As a result, when a card was thrown out, it actually fired three times.
Chapter completed!